Saturday, 10 May 2014

So, I've been fighting a long, drawn out, tense battle all
to do with honouring another's actions and words. It's never occurred to me to
give up. You don't give up on honour let alone the rights and beliefs of
another. Because someone dies it doesn't mean their words and wishes die. Those
words are as real and as important as on the day they were spoken and written
down. That person depended on you to follow through and make sure their wishes
were heard. They needed them to be understood. Simple as that. Giving up a
fight because it's hard? No fucking way will I let someone down. Ever.

Someone said to me "Don't you wish it was happening to
someone else?" My answer was no and I explained that no one else could
handle this as well as I am. Yeah, I'm full of myself but my mother always told
everyone her duck (me) was a swan - calm on the outside but bite your damn hand
off ifyou pushed her. I know there are
no limits to what I will do when it comes to loyalty. I don't understand
disloyal people or those who think a man's words can be overturned through
selfishness and bullying.

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